Dear Summer: accordi di
Memphis Bleek
Memphis Bleek

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Verse 1
Bb
Dear Sum mer, I know you gon' miss me
For we been together like
Nike Airs and crisp tees
S dots with polo fleeces
Purple label shit with the logo secret
Gimme couple years, shit,
I might just sneak in
A couple words and like
D
Bb
peaches and herb
Verse 2
Cm
Eb
Fm
Ab
We'll be reunited and it feels so hood
Bb
Have the whole world saying,
Cm
"How you still so good?"
Eb
Well, I do, this in my slum
Fm
Gm
ber summer
Ab
Bb
I ain't none of these half-
assed newcomers
C
You know how I do Summer,
Cm
Eb
Fm
Eb
Ab
Bb
I drop heat when you bring the sun up
The combo make niggaz act up,
Cm
I pick the gun up
Eb
Niggaz back up,
Fm
Ab
Bb
they know I'm not no fronter
Cm
I don't talk shit, I just flip it, ya
Eb
Fm
Sorry Lance, I'm just
Verse 3
Ab
Bb
trying to ad vance my quotes
Cm
I ain't making you the butt of my jokes
Eb
Fm
Gm
Ab
But let's not stray from what I came to say
Bb
To my beloved,
think we need sometime away
Cm
Eb
They say if you love it,
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Gm
Ab
you should let it out its cage
Bb
And fuck it, if it comes back you
Cm
know it's there to stay
Eb
Fm
It's tugging at my heart but
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Bb
this time apart is needed
From the public,
Cm
who should've gave me the Pulitz'
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Fm
Instead, gave me they ass to kiss
Verse 4
Ab
Bb
But you know me,
thugging 'til the casket dips
Cm
Eb
But still shine light down
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Fm
on all my peers
Gm
Ab
Bb
I know they weird some queer,
I still want them to share
Cm
Eb
Fm
And all the success I received,
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Ab
Bb
I know you can't believe
I still love 'em,
Cm
but they don't love me
Eb
Fm
Ab
They like the drunk uncle in your family
Bb
You know they lame, you feel ashamed,
but you love 'em the same
Cm
It's like
Verse 5
Eb
when niggaz make
Fm
subliminal records
Ab
Bb
If it ain't directed directly at me,
Cm
I don't respect it
Eb
Fm
You don't really want it with
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Bb
Hov for the record
I put a couple careers on hold,
Cm
you could be next kid
Eb
Fm
Ab
Keep entering the danger zone
Bb
You gon' make that boy Hov
Ab
Cm
put your name in a song
Eb
If you that hungry for fame,
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Ab
motherfucker, c'mon
Bb
Cm
Say when take ten paces and spin
Verse 6
Eb
But on another note,
Fm
Ab
Bb
'bout to take another vaca'
On another boat,
Cm
goddamn a motherfucker rode
Eb
Fm
His way out the hood and
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Ab
Bb
I pray that I stay out for good
But any day you know a nigga could
Cm
Eb
Fm
Eb
Try and play like he Suge then I
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Bb
gotta play like Dutch Schultz
Cm
You pass the dutchie, I blast you, trust me
Eb
Fm
Gm
Niggaz can't fuck with me
Ab
Bb
I'm in a good mood, you lucky,
Verse 7
I got a good groove
Cm
Eb
And I ain't trying to fuck
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Gm
my thing up
Ab
Bb
But I will lay down a couple green bucks,
Cm
get you cleaned up
Eb
Fm
Gm
Ab
Now, I'm Pulp Fiction, Colt four- fifth
Bb
And young niggaz that blast for me,
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Eb
Cm
no religion
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Bb
F
C
Listen here, Summer baby
Fm
F
Gm
Cm
I just believe it's the right thing to do
Eb
Cm
Gm
I got a brand- new bitch,
Bb
C
corporate America
F
Gm
She showing me a lot of action
right now
Cm
Verse 8
Gm
Bb
Fm
And I know you put
C
me on my feet and all
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Gm
Cm
But I mean,
Gm
Bb
it's time for me to grow
Fm
C
You gotta let me go, baby,
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Gm
you gotta let me go
Cm
Eb
Fm
I'm done for now so
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Bb
one for now
F
Bb
Possibly forever, we had fun together
Cm
Eb
But like all good things,
Fm
Ab
we must come to an end
Please show the same love to my friends,
dear Summer

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